With that said, Han Zhifan didn't continue drying his hair and walked right into the changing room.
When Han Zhifan came back, he re-emerged in a suit and an elegant aura. As he smoothly fixed up his tie, he swept a glance at Cheng Weiwan, who was still on the balcony. It looked like his anger hadn't subsided as he spoke in a menacing manner. "Don't worry. Once our debt is repaid, I won't let you stay even if you wanted to!"
While Han Zhifan spat out those words, he gave his tie a fierce tug. Then he grabbed his wallet and phone. Without glancing back, he strode right out.
...
From that day on, Han Zhifan started coming back home again.
